One Wild Night - Part Four

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/one-wild-night-1-74947560
Part 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/one-wild-night-2-75998785
Part 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/one-wild-night-3-78092477



Word count: 8,270



The morning after spending the night at Kara’s place, Lena came up with a plan to resolve all of her problems in a single afternoon. She would create a line-up of the alphas who attended the party and put them through a few different trials to determine which one of them sired her pup.

It would be too obvious if she just invited everyone to her house, so she set a trap to lure them in to her devious scheme. She posted a photo on her Instagram with the camera angled at her cleavage and a very small glimpse of the living room sofa in the background. In the caption, she asked for some help from big, strong alphas who wouldn’t mind sacrificing a few hours to move heavy furniture.

There was always a chance that some people would be unavailable or wouldn’t rise to her bait, but within ten seconds of posting, she received a bunch of private messages, comments, and texts. She turned down anyone who didn’t meet the important criteria.

Kara responded in the first minute with a text that gave a lot of insight to her charitable and protective mindset.

Hey, you don’t need to ask the whole world for help. You know I’m here for you. I’ll be over in 15 mins to give you a hand. Don’t try to lift any of that yourself.

Lena tactfully tried to discourage Kara with logic and sent off a text that sounded reasonable.

You can’t drop everything for me on one of your busiest days. The Joneses need your help more than I do.

The lack of response gave Lena the false impression that the rest of her day would go according to plan and she whittled down her list to three eligible alphas.

Sara Lance, Felicity Smoak, and Beth Kane.

They all lived in the city, and that gave Lena at least an hour to prepare herself for mass seduction.


She bathed, shaved and lotioned herself with the best products money could buy. Her single minded goal was to look sexier than any omega that her guests had ever seen.

She wore a ruffled little negligee beneath a short skirt and broke out her highest Louboutin heels so that every stride she took would emphasize how little fabric was covering her. The pale slash of her thigh contrasted perfectly with the black material of her stockings and revealed the barest hint of garters.

Lena paired her skirt with a silk blouse that looked like it might flow right off her shoulders when she left the top three buttons undone. If she bent over just a little, she would flash her tits in the accentuating push-up bra. With her hair tied up and her unclaimed neck on full display, Lena was flawless and ready to put on make-up. She stained dark rouge over her lips to make them look plump and alluring.

After all of that preparation, she should have been happy when the sound of her doorbell rang through her three-story home, but it twisted her gut and she realized all too late that she was terrified. She formed such an attachment to Kara that her omega had latched onto the idea that she was the sire, but what if it was someone else?

There was no time to dwell on the hypotheticals as she rushed to answer the door and found not one but four alphas waiting on her porch.

Felicity Smoak looked sheepish as she stepped forward and peered at the other blonde alphas, who all greeted Lena with a smile.

The only one who wasn’t smiling was Kara, who shouldered her way between Sara and Beth to show her teeth in a tight grimace.

“Lena–” Kara uttered, but her voice was drowned out by Sara whistling at the sight of her.

“Damn, Luthor. Country life is doing you good. It’s great to see you.” Sara breached the threshold first to sling an arm around Lena’s waist and everyone heard the way she inhaled deeply.

“What she said.” Beth smirked and elbowed Kara out of her way to appraise Lena with a soft growl. “You’ve never looked betters. Must be all the fresh air out here.”

Felicity glanced at Kara and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose before raising her hand in a slight wave. For a split second they both blinked at each other’s flustered complexion.

Lena was struck by the similarities between them, and she stepped aside in silent invitation for them to come inside.

“I got here as fast as I could. Where’s the furniture?” Felicity asked with a polite amount of interest. Of the four of them, her pheromones were the softest, but she postured all the same once Lena closed the door.

“You’re all so kind to rush out here just to move some things around for me.” Lena laid it on thick and sweetened the air with her flirtation.

She would need a few DNA samples to test in her private mini-lab, and until she collected them, she would have to seem attainable.

That was easier said than done with Kara posturing close by and strapping on a weight-lifting belt. She moved around her competition with a no-nonsense attitude and headed straight for the couch in Lena’s Instagram picture.

“It’s this one, right?” Kara double checked and hoisted it off the floor without anyone’s help. “Where do you want it?”

Lena became distracted by her huge buff arms and couldn’t answer clearly. At first, her tongue was unable to form more than a soft and sexual noise of agreement. “Yhhh. Yes, that’s it.”

Not to be outdone, Beth and Sara hurried to grab onto the other end of the couch. They weren’t bearing the same burden as Kara, but it was obvious they couldn’t lift as much let alone handle the wood-framed piece by themselves.

“I thought this would look better in the den.” Lena pointed the way and hurried ahead of everyone to ensure they had plenty of time to check out her ass.

She had a ready excuse to bend over as she fixed the area rug, and she knew that all four alphas would be getting a good look up her skirt.

Her garter belt was fixed around her waist with the clasps at her thighs holding her stockings in place. On purpose, she had left off the matching little thong. The lower she bent, the more her skirt and negligee shifted. One wrong move and her pussy would be visible. Fortunately, she was aware of her limitations and how to avoid giving anyone more than a preview.

“Why don’t I help you with that?” Sara suggested and gave up the facade of helping with the couch to partially lean over Lena in pursuit of the rug. The confident way she clasped Lena’s hip to steady herself would have been suave if the attention was truly welcome.

It positioned Sara’s crotch right near Lena’s ass, and if either of them moved an inch, it would be rubbing against her.


Kara must have understood that, assuming her frustrated grunt was a sign of emotional distress and not her physical limitations.

“Just a little more,” Sara husked with her nose just shy of grazing Lena’s throat. She wasn’t talking about the rug, and her dominant scent battled everyone else’s to take command of the room.

“Careful, we wouldn’t want you to trip.” Felicity appeared beside Lena and coaxed her out of the way before she bent any lower.


That left Sara to fuss with the rug on her own, and she sized Felicity up for interfering.

Felicity kept her attention on Lena, and motioned to the room in general as her eyes dropped to the swell of her tits and her cheeks brightened. “This table would look better over there, wouldn’t it? If you really want to open up your—um—your space.”

The slight hesitancy in Felicity’s voice gave Lena the impression it wasn’t the den she wanted to open up, but she found herself nodding along. “Now that you mention it, this whole room could use an alpha’s touch.”

Kara dropped the couch with a huff and Beth cursed under her breath as the weight nearly squashed her toes. She glared at Kara, who was too busy staring in perplexed silence at Felicity, who single-handedly lifted the oak coffee table by bear hugging it.

Everyone appeared shocked by the meek alpha’s strength, but only Lena’s mouth hung open.

Beth got to work by lifting a bookshelf, and Lena came to the conclusion that this was going to be a very long and sexually frustrating day. All of the alphas carted around her possessions and rearranged them.

Lena sat back to enjoy the pheromone-fueled competition. Kara stepped in to move the oak table closer to the couch with remarkable speed and ease, and Sara pushed a reclining chair across the floor and bunched the rug in the process.

“You know, I read a whole article on the benefits of feng shui, so maybe when I’m done here, I could take a look at the master bedroom.” Beth was a shameless flirt, and she shoved Sara out of the way to roll up the rug. “Doesn’t the den feel so much bigger now you can see all of that solid wood?”

Lena made a soft, noncommittal noise to mask the way her gaze swept across each alpha’s crotch. They all stood with their hands on their hips, and Lena’s horny omega thanked them for that with a fragrant and beguiling scent. They were reacting to her just as she had hoped, but she hadn’t counted on them affecting her in return. Lust permeated the air, and she hoped it wouldn’t cloud her own judgment.

“Actually, I think I preferred it with a rug down. It gets very cold here during the long nights.” Lena played into it by pretending to shiver and she knew all her guests would be thinking of ways to keep her warm.


She wrapped her arms around herself and gave them an excuse to stare longingly at her cleavage.

Kara’s interest wasn’t nearly as subtle as her rising jealousy, and the outline of her cock jutted out further than her chin. “Spring tends to start slow out here but I have spare firewood if you’re finding it chilly. Actually, I could split some logs right now if you wanted, since I know my way around your property.”

Lena never intended to add an axe-swinging competition to the agenda. The trouble was that each alpha was strong in their own way and she needed more opportunities to jog her memory. She also couldn’t bear to turn down Kara’s offer. Her body demanded that she accept. If her pristine neck wasn’t a glaring reminder that she was pregnant and alone, she would have sworn Kara’s pheromones were pulling rank on her.

“I wouldn’t mind taking you up on that.  We might get a few flurries and some rain this afternoon. Nothing sounds better than stretching out in front of a hot fire.”

Lena shifted off the couch to make it clear she would be heading outside, and the rest of the alphas hurried to get in on the action.

“I’d love to join you for an afternoon by the fire,” Beth chimed in and casually slipped her thumbs into her belt loops. “Hey, I bet you’re a fire sign like me. That must be why we’re so compatible.”

Sara snorted at her friend’s desperate flirting and hurried on to ensure she was one of the first outside.

Three fallen trees sat at the edge of the property, and Kara handed out axes to each of her competitors.

Lena bundled up to watch the gun show. She settled down on a stump, and she was grateful for the extra layer of her thick outdoor workwear so she didn’t embarrass herself by sticking to the ice. Her bare cunt was already wet with anticipation and her pheromones begged for sexual contact.

“It’s so nice of you all to volunteer to help me out like this. I appreciate the favor.” Lena couldn’t help but stare as her guests began rolling up their sleeves to get to work.

By blatant comparison, Kara’s bicep was the largest and also the most defined.

“No problem,” Kara replied through gritted teeth and glanced around like she had everything to prove. “There’s certainly no shortage of wood here, but I’m going to make sure you’re never left wanting for more.”

There was a crazed energy to Beth’s first swings. Chunks of wood and bark flew into the air in her efforts to hack through part of the fallen tree.

Sara chose the same trunk and her technique was far more determined and less chaotic.

Kara took the biggest tree all to herself, and Felicity was left with the second largest. Though neither alpha took their eyes off their own wood, it was obvious they were facing off against one another.

Kara’s brute strength and years of experience made the work look easy as she divided the trunk into thick chunks to be split next. They fell by her feet as she grunted, and her warm puffs of breath clouded the cold afternoon air.

Felicity didn’t have the power to sink her axe as deep as Kara, but she was intelligent enough to work to her own set of strengths. She dug out a few well-placed wedges along her tree and used her body weight and her swing to snap through the wood.

They were neck and neck while Sara and Beth destroyed more wood than they salvaged. In the back of her mind, Lena knew the smaller pieces would make great kindling, but her omega lost interest in them because of their petty squabbling.

“You’re shaking it too much,” Sara hissed when their tree rattled beneath her grip. “Go slower and deeper.”

“Fast and hard is better or we’ll be here all day,” Beth snapped back and tried to drown out Sara’s scent with her wilder musk.

Kara and Felicity finished roughly at the same time, and Lena watched on with rapt interest as both of the spectacle-wearing alphas lifted a chunk of wood and rushed to the nearest stump to split it.

Kara barely reached it first, and Felicity faltered at the last second as Kara slammed the wood down with a snarl.

It forced Felicity to find another stump, and Lena was somewhat ashamed of how aroused she was at their quiet, though obvious aggression.

She certainly had a type. If there hadn’t been a risk to her reputation and their limbs, Lena would have subtly tried to rub her cunt to take the edge off.

Kara and Felicity stared at one another while they struck the logs with fast, forceful cleaving. The grit of their teeth and the concentration on their faces was nothing to the amped up alpha pheromones they put into the air. It was, by all accounts, one of the best aphrodisiacs Lena had ever encountered, and her cunt spasmed pitifully as they went toe-to-toe for her attention.

“You can stop any time,” Lena called out, but her words fell on deaf ears. “I think I have more than enough wood to last me all month.”

Kara finished splitting her logs first, then turned to take over for Sara and Beth.

“Hey, back off, we’ve got this.” Beth bared her teeth as she stood her ground and Sara glared at Kara hip-checking her out of the way.

“The only thing you’ve got is splinters,” Felicity pointed out with an amused squint at the state of Beth’s fingers. “Those could get infected if you don’t get them out.”

Kara and Felicity started at opposite ends of the tree and cleaved their way through it at a remarkable speed. They were shoulder to shoulder by the end, and then the ensuing race began to gather up all of the pieces.

By the time they cut all of the wood, Sara and Beth had already stacked everything under the tarp where it would stay dry.

Kara swaggered around with her fists on her hips, and Felicity postured with her hands behind her back as they sized one another up.

The whole competition painted a better picture of the night when one of the participants knocked Lena up.


The alpha who had slipped inside her didn’t just have strength – they also had the stamina to keep going. Lena was pretty confident that she had narrowed it down to two potential alphas, but it was always better to get an official confirmation from the DNA.

“After all of that hard work, you’ll be as thirsty as I am. Come inside so I can take care of that.”

Her open invitation wasn’t directed to anyone in particular, though Lena’s eyes kept finding Kara’s and that caused her to hurry up.

“Will you tell me what’s going on?” Kara huffed out of everyone else’s earshot. “Did you gather all of these alphas here because you spent one night at my house?”

Lena couldn’t hold in a cynical laugh at the obvious accusation in her neighbor’s voice. “Are you implying that I can’t handle that level of closeness with anyone? This isn’t about you, Kara. I’m comfortable in our arrangement. Maybe I’m entering my nesting phase. I looked around my house this morning and nothing looked right.”

She leaned into rudeness as a defense and decided not to overthink the offended look on Kara’s face. If nothing else, she needed to accomplish her goal and that meant gathering DNA from each of the women she suspected could be her pup’s sire.

Lena poured freshly squeezed lemonade into five glasses and handed them out. In exchange for the drinks, she stole a little something from each guest — hair from Sara’s clothes, and the blood from Beth’s splinters that she pried free with a tweezer.

Felicity’s DNA sample required some craftiness to collect. Lena had to go in for a hug to pluck a loose strand from Felicity’s ponytail.

“It’s so nice having you here,” Lena intoned and reached up to brush the hair out of Felicity’s face. “Living out in the country is peaceful, but I miss all of our friends from the city and the parties we used to have.”

“Yeah, your Halloween party was something else,” Sara remarked from across the room and glanced up and down Lena’s body in a way that made it clear she remembered her costume.

Lena halted and turned around to give Sara more of her focus. Out of all four of the options, Sara seemed like the least likely person to raw her across the desk in her office - but Lena couldn’t discount the burning lust in Sara’s eyes.

“It was certainly one wild night. Who did you come as again?” The question was light enough to seem innocent but the intensity in Lena’s stare was anything but that. She encroached on Sara’s space as the alpha slipped her hands into her back pockets and raised her chin to posture.

“I was a pirate. It felt fitting since I’m always on the lookout for some booty.” The smug answer wasn’t a turn-on, though Sara seemed clueless to that fact.

Lena recoiled faster than her libido as she recalled Sara dressed up in leather pants with a plastic sword strapped to her hip. She suppressed a shudder and swung her curious eyes to Beth, who volunteered the information without prompting.

“Alice.”

Beth’s succinct answer and manic smile inspired memories to flicker back to life for Lena. She could see the alpha in the character costume and she was immensely relieved that she hadn’t been the one to bang her six ways from Sunday.

That left Felicity, and she evaded Lena’s eye with a bashful smile. “Oh, you know me, I’m kind of a nerd.”

“Kind of?” Sara scoffed. “You gave me a telescope on my birthday. What the hell am I supposed to do with that?”

“Look at the stars?” Felicity asked with a perplexed crease forming on her forehead.

“Why would I do that when there are beautiful omegas to look at instead?” Sara pointed to Lena as an example, and everyone turned to ogle her like they were part of a hive-mind.

At the very least, their attention boosted Lena’s ego. She preened to soak it all up while she was still hot enough to receive it.

It dampened her mood to realize none of them would probably glance her way when she started to show. She took it out on Kara by grabbing the glass from her hand while she tried to take a sip.

Lemonade sloshed out of the glass and down Kara’s shirt, but Lena was too irritated to care as she rounded on all four of them. “We’re more than just our looks, you know. How would you feel if everyone treated you the way you treat omegas?”

“Whoa, hey, I didn’t mean it like that,” Sara back-tracked and held her hands up to playfully surrender before her remarks soured the atmosphere. “I appreciate everything about you.”

Lena released a slow breath and used her pheromones to smooth over the tension she created. “There are sandwiches in the fridge if any of you are hungry. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Leaving all four of them alone could spell disaster, but Lena needed to escape the bombardment of their musk and start running the tests. She used the saliva from Kara’s glass to swab her sample and began jotting down notes as she mixed each alpha’s DNA with the correct solution. She would match them against her own later, and then she would finally know which one of them was the culprit that got her pregnant.

Lena didn’t expect to emerge from the spare room and return to find the kitchen more crowded than when she left.

Along with all of the alphas, Sam sat at the table with both of her kids and Alex, and everyone was digging into the pile of sandwiches.

“What are you all doing here?” Lena asked with mistrust and headed over to squint at her best friend.

“I saw your Instagram post and I thought we could pitch in,” Sam chuckled into the piece of soft white bread she was holding. “I didn’t realize you had a lot of help already.” She glared around the table at all of the blondes and narrowed her eyes back at Lena.

Beth picked up the unwelcoming notes in Sam’s pheromones and scooted her chair back first. “We should start heading back to the city. There’s a storm warning for this afternoon and I have a meeting I can’t miss.”

“Maybe we can get together soon,” Felicity muttered and fixed her glasses for a final shy glance at Lena’s skirt.

Lena took the time to say her goodbyes, in part because it was the polite thing to do, but also because it would make her life easier if she needed to connect with Felicity for the sake of her pup.

Sara departed with her shoulders down and mimed “call me” to Lena before heading to her car.

Lena could feel the unspoken accusations when she returned to the kitchen. Sam’s face expressed disappointment and even a touch of anger. To avoid the inevitable conversation about her guests, Lena picked up a sandwich and took a large bite.

“Why don’t you and Kara take the girls out to feed the chickens?” Sam suggested to Alex when the tension in the room threatened to suffocate them.

Alex shared a wary look with her sister, but got up to herd the kids outside when she noticed the clench of Kara’s jaw. “Yup, on it. Last one to the coup has to spend the night there.”

Ruby and Emily squealed with laughter and Alex slung her arm over Kara’s shoulders to guide her out of the kitchen when it seemed like she wanted to linger.

They no sooner stepped outside when Sam turned to swipe the sandwich out of Lena’s hand with all the frustration of a mother used to dealing with stubborn children. “Lena, what the hell are you doing inviting three alphas here in front of Kara’s face? Have you forgotten the speech you gave us yesterday? It’s not like you to toy with someone’s feelings.”

“That’s not what I was doing, and Kara invited herself over in spite of me telling her not to come.” Lena shoved the plate of sandwiches out of Sam’s reach. “This isn’t what it looks like. I was conducting research.”

“On what, dick swinging?” Sam flung her arm up to swirl it through the invisible musk and choked on the dispersing lust. “It smells like a frat house in here, minus the booze.”

“Single alphas don’t show up anywhere without the right incentive, so if you want to judge me for that, then go right ahead.” Lena stood up to put distance between herself and her best friend, and peered out the window to where Kara chased her nieces around the yard.

A strange pang of longing hit Lena in the chest and she turned away from the window as Kara’s head snapped up to find her staring.

“Oh, I am judging you,” Sam stated with clear criticism and marched over to continue her interrogation. “What the hell were you thinking?”

“I’m pregnant, okay? It’s why I moved out here in the first place because I didn’t want the stress affecting the baby.”

The confession flew out of her mouth faster than she could consider the ramifications. Lena blamed her hormones for the outburst and immediately regretted it as she blinked at Sam’s stunned face.

“Since when?” Sam gasped, too taken aback to say anything else.

“Since I was stupid enough to sleep with an alpha at the Halloween party.” The bitterness of Lena’s words left a bad taste in her mouth and she gulped at some of the lemonade.

Sam softened immediately and dropped her rant as she enveloped Lena in a tight hug. “Oh, honey, why didn’t you tell me instead of dealing with this alone?”

“Because I wasn’t ready, and also because I haven’t been alone,” Lena pulled back to witness the realization light up Sam’s eyes.

“Kara knows?” Sam asked with an unfair amount of hurt in her voice.

Lena swallowed down her guilt and chose to be honest, even if it meant Sam’s feelings would be bruised. “She has for months, but I can’t handle getting closer to her under the circumstances. I thought if I could just get the most likely candidates in one place, I could figure out the identity of my pup’s sire before I start to show.”

Sam’s understanding narrowed her eyes and she rocked back on her heels as she came to a terribly accurate conclusion. “Kara doesn’t know that she might be the sire, does she?”

Panic flared through Lena’s chest and she lurched forward to clasp at Sam’s hand. “You can’t say a word, Sam. Not until I know for certain.”

Sam could be trusted with her secrets, but this one was more complicated because she was married to Alex. Lena didn’t want to ask her best friend to lie to her mate. Sticking out her bottom lip was a poor substitute for begging.

“Oh god, I’m a bad liar, Lena,” Sam reflected out loud and pulled a grimace so contorted that her eyes became a little crossed. “Alex knew it immediately when I put a dent in her truck. How am I going to lie to her face about something this big?”

“That’s why I didn’t tell you right away,” Lena admitted and looked down at her friend’s hand as it clenched in determination. “I thought it would be a burden to your conscience. You don’t need that in your life.”

Sam pursed her lips and shook her head in something like self-reproach. “No, I still wish you had come to me sooner. We would have figured this out by now, but there’s no sense in dwelling on it. We have to move forward. You have genuine feelings for Kara, right?”

Lena wasn’t expecting her friend to hit her with a question like that, but her heart easily provided her with the answer. “Of course I do.”

“Okay, if Alex asks me what we talked about, I won’t have to lie. I’ll just tell her we were discussing your relationship with Kara.” Sam brightened at her rational for fibbing and pulled Lena into another hug. “Listen, if Kara already knows about the pregnancy, I don’t think you have anything to lose. I can tell she’s invested in you. It won’t matter if the pup isn’t hers—”

Lena’s distress heightened as the back door swung open and for a precarious second everything went silent.

Sam clamped her lips together and Kara blinked owlishly at them until she strode forward with concern and a fair amount of agitation that tightened her jaw. “Lena, are you okay?”

The question felt accusatory with the way Kara was staring down at her, and Lena bristled accordingly. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know. I just thought maybe you’re feeling off.” Kara lifted her hand and wobbled it to symbolize Lena’s fluctuating emotions. She seemed wooden in her movements, jerky and unnatural from the tension that ran through her tall frame.

Lena narrowed her eyes coldly and drew herself up to glare at Kara. “Because I didn’t immediately call you for assistance? It’s not healthy or reasonable to rely on one person exclusively for everything.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Kara sighed in frustration and crossed her arms to hunch over with her chin to her chest.

The impending fight between them was all the more awkward because of Sam’s presence. Though she at least had the decency to find an excuse to extract herself before she was caught in the middle of it.

“Oh, look at the time, I had better get the girls to the park,” Sam intoned shrilly. “Call me later.”

Lena barely glanced in Sam’s direction as she hurried out of the kitchen. She waited to ensure she was out of earshot and then put the blame on Kara’s shoulders. “Was it really necessary to cause a scene in front of our family?”

“Me?” Kara scoffed and released a bombardment of indignant pheromones to mask her hurt and anger. “You’re the one posting yourself all over Instagram. What did you think would happen when we saw that?”

“Oh, stop the act. You’re just jealous and you don’t know how to handle it.” Lena imitated the posturing that went on in her household throughout the morning. She attempted to make herself sound like Kara and paired her mimicry with a lot of hand gestures. “Let me just lift this sofa by myself. Then I’ll cut you enough firewood for the next year, so you’ll never have to invite another alpha over again—”

Kara no longer slouched, and she moved forward with surprising speed to cut off Lena’s rant. She leaned down in a way that could have been intimidating in another context, but her eyes were on Lena’s lips and she kissed her hard enough to melt the rage out of her.

“We might not be an official couple, but let me make this clear: I’m not sharing you with anyone else.” Kara nuzzled beneath her jaw to pucker against the soft pristine skin that quivered with Lena’s racing pulse.

Lena breathed raggedly and wondered why she had the urge to beg Kara to claim her and put an end to all of her uncertainty. Insane thoughts came to mind, but thankfully she kept them to herself.

The pup inside of me might not be yours, Kara, but the next one will be. And the one after that.

Kara pushed her towards the table and removed her skirt with one long zip. It fell away at Lena’s legs, and Kara tugged at the buttons on her blouse, parting it roughly and letting it flutter from her shoulders.

“And you’re going to assert yourself right now between my thighs,” Lena mocked, afraid of her feelings and the high probability of falling in love.

Assuming that the pup was theirs, and parenthood didn’t scare Kara off, there was still one final obstacle to Lena’s happiness that she couldn’t work out.

Her self-analysis was badly timed, considering Kara’s first move was to worship her neck with kisses. She couldn’t pinpoint her hang-ups with Kara teasing her nipples through her negligee until the alpha finally removed the garment to palm her tits properly. The skin-on-skin contact evoked a delighted whimper from Lena and soothed some of her worries.

Kara groaned from finding her pussy uncovered and exceptionally slick with need. She ran her fingers through it, and their quickening back-and-forth rubbed across Lena’s aching clit. “Look at this, Lena. Whatever you were trying to pull today, all it did was prove how much you want me.”

“I spent one night at your place and now you’re acting like I belong to you,” Lena snorted and held onto her anger, even though it was all for show.

Kara was right, but to admit it out loud would count as a confession of feelings, and she wasn’t ready for that. She clasped the edge of the table as Kara hoisted her up to sit on the solid wood.

The moment Kara unzipped her pants, she parted her legs in silent submission. There was no coming back from that, or the way she whined upon seeing that Kara’s rigid girth was already dripping.

Lena contradicted herself spectacularly by begging with another whine, and Kara was quick to press the swollen glans of her erection in between her pussy lips.

“Who else besides me can make you this wet?” Kara taunted, intense and daring Lena to deny it as her cunt fluttered in earnest around her tip.

The split second in which Lena couldn’t think of a single person was all it took for Kara to conclude she was right.

“That’s what I thought.” Kara growled against Lena’s mouth and sheathed the full length of her shaft in Lena’s clutching heat.

The hot fulfillment and internal stretch put an end to Lena’s posturing, and she dropped her chin to her chest to watch Kara’s cock spreading her.

Lena whimpered with every firm inward thrust. The tiny cleft between her inner lips was ruby-red with sexual excitement and darkened lustfully from the invading strokes of Kara’s tip. They were both on a razor thin edge of pleasure already. Kara breathed heavier against her mouth and kissed her through a moan.

Outside grey clouds rolled in that made it possible to see themselves in the reflection of the surrounding windowpanes. Lena sprawled out on her back with a glance around at all of the glass in the breakfast nook. Her face was nothing but black eyebrows and shiny pink lips that pressed together occasionally in between gasps.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you more determined to make me come.” Lena knew there could be one exception: that first night when they had ravenous sex in her office.

Kara didn’t give her the chance to comment again and rubbed at the slippery divide of her labia to manipulate her clit. The skilled touch forced the air from Lena’s lungs, and her abdomen clenched in tandem with her silken heat. Her spasms worked their way over Kara’s shaft, and Lena was still gasping as she lifted her hips to continue.

“Good girl, Lena, you know that’s just the first of many, don’t you?” Kara picked up momentum, and the blunt tip of her cock massaged deep into Lena’s rippled striations.

Lena could barely nod in the middle of orgasm, though she clenched her jaw several times to try to get some words out. “Yes. Ravage me.”

Their disagreement no longer mattered, even if Lena’s feelings were still on the surface. She propped her legs up high and threw her head back against the wood with a soft whine.

Kara positioned herself half on the table, half off it, and leaned into Lena heavily with her thrusts. “I nearly lost it today when you bent over to fix that carpet. Do you have any idea what you were doing?”

“Giving you a good reason to rail me harder?” Lena groaned right along with the table, which already sounded like it could break under them.

Her body succumbed noisily to the rough slap of Kara entering her. Slick gushed over her sensitive inner lips and clit. She played with her hot spreading cunt and massaged the little point that amplified her pleasure.

Kara forgot the thread of their argument and watched her. “God, yeah. Rub your pussy. A little faster.”

If she didn’t have an attachment to Kara, she wouldn’t have cared to follow her orders. Lena’s fingertips blurred with her caresses, and Kara was too blinded by lust to see it as a silent acknowledgement.

“Does it feel better for you when I do this or do you just like the visual?” Lena could tell from the glassy-eyed expression on Kara’s face that she felt every tremor and spasm, and she clenched desperately for Kara’s pleasure.

All of the earlier posturing to prove herself narrowed down to Kara chasing her own release.

The solid wood beneath them didn’t feel nearly as hard as Kara’s shaft when she held off on popping a knot. “It can be both. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Were you thinking about filling my cunt in front of everyone?” Lena had no place asking such a provocative question, though it turned her on to imagine Kara acting on her drives.

“You already know this was the only thing on my mind.” The sublime force of Kara’s quads shook the entirety of the table and her base throbbed in spontaneous release. It bordered on territorial to spill so much seed inside of Lena’s bare pussy.

Lena rubbed the excess into her saturated folds and used its slipperiness to touch her pussy. The fast glide of her fingers shortened her breaths and her back bowed as she matched Kara’s bliss with her own.

She sat nearly upright and tethered herself to Kara’s shirt with one hand as she whined for rougher thrusts. The first leg of the table dropped the whole thing into a wreckage at their feet.

Kara lifted her out of the broken mess and carried her into the living room to lay her out on the coffee table. They were conveniently close to the rug that she fixed earlier that day.

“Now this is making a statement,” Lena teased with a little lighthearted smile. “Pound my pussy so I know that you’re the only alpha I need in this house.”

She knelt in front of the shorter table and positioned her cunt for Kara. The placement of her thighs kept her inner lips close together, but she was beyond wet and clenched her opening around Kara’s tip in enticement.

Kara’s breathy groan could have been a growl, and it made the experience of pushing through Lena’s contracting walls all the more primal. “I’d settle for being the only one in your bed.”

The raspy sound of Kara taking what she wanted sent shivers through Lena and she scraped her nails across the polished surface of the coffee table. She couldn’t grasp the sides, nor did she want to when the slam of Kara’s thighs kept her own pinned against the edge.

Pleasure ruined Lena’s judgment and she lost any hope of filtering her private, hedonistic thoughts. “You’ll just have to fuck me so often that nobody else gets the chance. Can you rise to that challenge?”

Lena stole a glance at Kara over her shoulder and whined at the look of determination on Kara’s face. It almost weakened her resolve to keep her feelings bottled up, and she closed the distance between them by taking hold of Kara’s hand and bringing it to her tits.

With Kara’s stronger frame hunched over her, and her teeth grazing her neck, Lena got a feel for what it would be like to be claimed.

Kara stretched her fingers to squeeze around Lena’s breasts and locked her in a pose to ravish her. The harder the thrusts, the less she was able to keep herself upright. Lena attempted to hold on but couldn’t make purchase on the shiny table. She slipped into a daze of nothing but sexual concentration.


"You’re going to have to tap out when you've had enough,” Kara husked against her earlobe and kissed down to her hammering pulse.

Lena forced her lips together to restrain herself from moaning too much. “You’re going to knot inside me before I ever reach my limit.”

She doubted that was the case, but she wanted to talk a good game to see how it would inspire Kara to act. Expectant tingles flowed through her, and Kara slammed her hips faster into the table.

Lena could only imagine the self-restraint it took for Kara to refrain from fusing them together. The heavy swell of Kara’s knot-base was plump and scorching, and every press against her pussy created friction over her clit.

It took Lena a long moment to realize it was a calculated move on Kara’s part. Kara couldn’t reach around to play with her clit when Lena’s hips were grinding into the solid wood that was holding her steady. The angle of Kara’s thrusts rubbed her partial knot between Lena’s sex swollen lips and the motions had her trembling.

“I can go all night, Lena. Can you?” Kara’s hot breath tickled Lena’s neck and she sucked just below the sacred place where a claim belonged. “I bet you’re feeling pretty sensitive. You’re clenching so much harder than before, it’s almost like you’re begging me to take my knot.”

Garbled, breathy moans poured out of Lena instead of actual words. All of her limbs tried to simultaneously stretch out and lock up as the pressure in her core intensified.

In a competition of stamina, Lena had no hope in hell of beating Kara, though the prospect of trying made her wetter than ever. Creamier, thicker slick coated Kara’s cock in preparation for knotting and the slippery glide pumped Kara deeper with every rough stroke.

Lena recognized she didn’t have to outlast Kara to win. She just had to make her knot before she succumbed to physical exhaustion first.

She wasn’t above playing dirty and raised her ass to back it into every repetitive smack of Kara’s thighs. “Doesn’t it feel wonderful, Kara? Don’t you just want to bury yourself to the hilt inside my tight little cunt and fill it entirely with your cock?”

The faster Kara took liberties with her cunt, the easier Lena’s ravaged chasm accepted the bulk of her base. The salacious crooning caused Kara to bottom out and nip at her earlobe.

It was actually working, and Lena knew exactly how to get in the alpha’s head to keep her racing towards climax. “God you’re so huge–”

Kara may be sweeter than the average alpha, but she was still an alpha, and her ego ensured her knot went up in size without her control. It was a new level of sexual posturing and she slowed her thrusts a fraction to let Lena appreciate the internal stretch. “Are you messing with me or do you mean that?”

Lena’s grin was practically victorious and her eyes rolled back along with the motion of her hips to grind into Kara’s cock. “Your tip is right there, Kara. Hitting me so deep you can’t go any further. That’s where you want to come, isn’t it?”

From the strained and shaky hold of Kara’s hands on her hips, it was a safe bet that she had struck gold with her assumptions.

The steady plunge of Kara’s cock became jerky and Lena tossed a smirk over her shoulder to gloat.

Kara’s lidded eyes narrowed even further and she half laughed as it dawned on her what Lena was doing. “Oh, you sneaky little cheater.”

“It’s not my fault my pussy is so good you can’t stop yourself from knotting,” Lena fired back, breathless and sweaty and so eager to keep going.

She wouldn’t be able to walk after this, and dropped her head onto her forearm to fog the polished table with her sharp exhalations.

If she wasn’t so competitive, she would have cut Kara some slack. Instead she did the direct opposite and began to massage Kara’s girth with hot internal pulsations that gripped from base to tip. “How long do you think you’d last if Itried to milk the come right out of you? Thirty seconds? Ten?”

The answer must have been five, because Kara pulled out on the four second mark with a throaty noise of frustration. Lena would have been smug about it if Kara hadn’t snatched her up to pin her against the rug she had fixed that afternoon.

“If you’re so desperate for my knot, let's see how long you can take it. Lift your knees up and get them over my shoulders.” Kara positioned Lena’s legs up faster than she could raise them, and leaned over her once more so they were face-to-face.

The contortion put Lena’s knees near her chest, and tilted her pelvis up for Kara to plunge straight into the glistening space she had made for herself. Lena whimpered at the fullness and reached for Kara only to have the alpha lace their fingers together. It would have been romantic if not for Kara restraining Lena’s hands above her head.

Kara flexing her dominance appealed to Lena’s omega. She realized the trouble she was in the moment Kara looked her in the eye and began an unforgiving pace. The base of Kara’s shaft grew without hindrance, and Lena felt it change with every thrust that forced her walls apart. She writhed beneath Kara, torn by the superb bliss of being fucked with a knot and the sheer audacity of the alpha to do it.

Lena’s infatuation must have sweetened her scent, because she caught a flicker of a grin on Kara’s lips before they were pressing against her own. She wasn’t proud of how quickly her own senses failed her. She kissed Kara with keening pleas on her tongue and gave herself over with every moan.

Her climax was damn near blinding when it hit, and Lena gushed with satisfaction. She shuddered from the intensity, loose lipped and head lolling while slick soaked into the rug under them.

“You can tap out any time,” Kara rumbled, barely able to keep her gaze on Lena due to the powerful ripple that worked over her shaft. Her arms shook from staving off her own pleasure and she nosed along Lena’s sharp jaw to suck at her ivory skin.

“Never,” Lena rasped and tilted her head to give Kara a taste of her throat. “You’ll fuck me all night if you have to. My cunt is yours, so make good use of it.”

In hindsight, Lena should have known that would be Kara’s undoing. The truth of her statement stung like her backside, and yet she wouldn’t have changed a damn thing right then.


Lena was getting railed by an alpha strong enough to give her everything she wanted, and it was close to the best sex of her life. The actual best was still a blur, but at least she would remember it this time.

Kara was unable to stop the insistent slam of her hips or the guttural sounds of bliss upon finally letting her knot take. All of the earlier jealousy resulted in Kara pumping an unprecedented amount of seed into Lena’s canal, and none of it escaped.

Lena could barely draw air into her lungs. She was drowsy with arousal and her pale skin was flush with color. Yet she still mustered up the last of her energy to smirk up at Kara. “I win.”

“I’m pretty sure we both did,” Kara stated with a lazy smile faltering on her lips as she remembered something. “And I owe you another table.”

“Just add it to the list of things you’ve ruined today and call it good,” Lena sassed, and whimpered at the light caress of Kara’s fingers soothing the extreme stretch of her labia.

“Why don’t I take you upstairs so you can rest in the comfort of your bed?” Kara proposed, like she had infinite energy after all that they had done and could still somehow carry Lena upstairs.

The funny thing was, Lena didn’t doubt it. She trusted that Kara wouldn’t trip or stumble and chewed her lip to stop herself from singing her praise.

“How about the couch?” Lena compromised with the silent hope that Kara would hold her a while longer. “We can put a movie on while you’re still throbbing inside me.”


“Careful. If you draw attention to it, there’s no telling when it’ll soften, and I don’t think you want to be stuck with me two nights in a row.” Kara laughed, though the humor didn’t quite reach her blue eyes. She scooped Lena carefully into her arms and sprawled out on the couch with a throw blanket to keep Lena warm and nuzzled into the crook of her neck.

“You’re right, that would be dreadful,” Lena drawled, rather perplexed to find herself lamenting that two nights didn’t seem to be enough at all.